Percy Jackson Little Sister (Sequel To "Broken" Written by Tyler Jane Smith)

Chapter 8

Zöe

I woke up with a hairbrush next to me in the bed. Frowning, I picked it up and twirled it in my fingers.

Then it clicked. I remembered last night. Damien had brushed my hair for me, until it was smooth and tame. Then he'd stayed and talked to me for ages, until I felt better.

But the weird thing was, I couldn't remember him leaving.

I sat up. Or at least tried to, before realising something was holding me down.

I frowned, and tilted my head to see what it was.

Then I saw that an arm was lying across torso, my legs were tangled up with someone else's and my arm was trapped under another body.

I panicked for a minute before I turned and saw who else was in my bed.

Damien was lying next to me, snoring lightly. His blonde hair falling across his face and his chest steadily rising and falling.

I tried to move again, but he had me penned in. “Hey Damien,” I hissed, “DAMIEN.” He stirred a little and muttered in his sleep. “DAMIEN!” He rolled over, so he was literally on top of me. Still sound asleep. “Oh for Hades sake.” I sighed, wriggling to try and get free.

With a final sigh of frustration I put both my hands on his chest and pushed as hard as I could. My strength surprising me as Damien rolled off and landed on the floor with a thud.

I laughed as his eyes shot open surprise covering his face, “Morning sleepy head.” He scowled at me, and grabbed my arm pulling me onto the floor.

He was laughing and so was I, until I realised what day it was. A weight dropped in my stomach and my lips felt dry.

“I need to get ready for the cemetery.” I said, my voice full of dread.

He nodded, suddenly serious. “Hey, don't worry. I'll come with you.”